[Poem] Fame

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Aim high

Writes the bored school teacher

 In your note book

Strive hard

Make a mark

Says dad

Touch the pinnacle

Bless the womb

That housed you

Says mum

Or

Orphaned

Shamed

Neglected

Zeal is born of the ashes

Some seek fame

Fame seeks some

So the arduous climb begins

Many fall by the way side

Some go relentlessly on

The fight is on

It’s a marathon

And you are your own

Referee

But the spot at the top

Isn’t all that rosy

It is just frenzy, tizzy,

Anxiety

Yes, there are thrills

The ego swells

Warm, the embrace of public gaze

The pleasure of recognition

Spears and spurs The One

Later though, it thaws

Privacy it robs

Robs dignity

Steals friends

All it stokes is jealousy

In the sad pursuit of distinction

Lives have gone into extinction

Acidic fame consumes its own

When the aura dies

It tightens the noose

Upon the recluse

When fame fades

Life is a mere charade

One is often driven

His death to hasten

So why seek fame?

When your destruction

 Is its aim?

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